Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Italy and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Carl Craig to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Depeche Mode,
Television,
Delta 5,
Swell Maps,
Royal Trux,
Mantronix,
Monolake,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Clarke,
Rufus Thomas,
CMW,
48th St. Collective,
Sun Ra,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ornette Coleman,
Derrick May,
Dorothy Ashby,
June of 44,
Young Marble Giants,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Judy Mowatt,
Eli Mardock,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Juan Atkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
These Immortal Souls,
The Index,
The Skatalites,
Ronnie Foster,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Massinfluence,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joe Smooth,
Pierre Henry,
Fad Gadget,
Kayak,
Subhumans,
David Axelrod,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fat Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Erasure,
Dual Sessions,
Nils Olav,
Barry Ungar,
Gong,
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers,
Funky Four + One,
Amon Düül II,
DJ Sneak,
The Zeros,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.